This is a song about "The bay"

Told the fucking faculty that he was at a meeting and

The water from the past is the same water in the present

Think i need another play

Sharp like dagon, from the bay

The pain, the loss, the grief, the cross.

Posters on the wall, posted on my balls

And the thirst, just the worst, it's the curse of the juice!

See it's effortless, these niggas can't step up in my shoes

Real nigga shit i gotta make it one day

Yet it's funny coz i just can't keep the truth at bay

Where the influences lay at bay,

If you out there let me hear you say

Just so i keep all your fears at bay

Oh i gotta face the day

Is heaven just another door? and my people say

Building a fence, to keep the sexual tension at bay,